Motherhood does not come without an assortment of friendly advice. Some of it is useful and applicable though much of it – in my experience, is only nodded at and then stored away somewhere behind the left over birthday napkins from last year. As amusing as it is to list the unwelcome variety, today I am applying my focus to the former. And it’s a good one: Morning Quiet Time.
Finding the inspiration to rouse me from my bed before my children are up is a difficult – if not nearly impossible task but on one particular morning it was worth the effort.
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There is one unmistakable fact of my life that I cannot ignore. The female culture in which I reside is dominated by clans.
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Last month I had the chance to live out a life-long dream and spend our summer vacation in England. I have been putting off this post because of the sheer volume of content that I need to process in order to share it. I intended to go chronologically through our holiday, but London is just too daunting right now that I don’t even want to begin. Sitting on my couch this morning, going through a plethora of photos when my alarm on my phone goes off reminding me that today is King Richard III’s birthday. Yes, I am a fan. It was settled. I would start with Leicester. The last day of our visit to England. I suppose I can work my way backward considering the serendipitous nature of my morning. Without further ado, The Last Son of York…
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Here are a few images of our picnic at Robert Hall Winery this weekend: one of more than 200 wineries in Paso Robles, California. As much as I enjoy the creative outlet that cooking provides me, I welcome an opportunity away from the kitchen to kick back and take in the local beauty. We often opt for a charcuterie board or or cheese plate on lazy evenings like this one.
Cavern Select Oro d’ Margherita really was liquid gold, I think.
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For years I struggled with postpartum depression and anxiety, and that horrific hormonal funk caused me to pick up some nasty mental habits that have taken an equal number of years to begin to break. We humans seem to create habits much more easily than we can break them. Recent studies have shown that it usually takes a life changing event to occur for us to more easily introduce new habits into our lifestyles. So what do I do when I find myself in a mind funk that I can’t seem to break? Something life changing. I count my blessings.
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